We Can't Afford (Your Depression Anymore)

We can’t afford your depression anymore

We can’t afford this depression anymore

Every minute that we spend

There is something to break down for

So just change key

Keep your mind on me

You’ve got a lot to live for

You’ve got a lot to go for

We can share a room, share a bed, save rent as cellmates

You’d think it was a crime to be alive (that’s your depression talking)

We’re living in squalor

That’s the name of this house

This house is called squalor by all

There’s a door broken somewhere but I never can remember quite where

We can’t afford our depression anymore

We can’t afford this depression anymore

How can we ever make a living?

Our job is trying not to die

So just change key

Keep your mind on me

You’ve got a lot to live for

You’ve got a lot to go for

We’d be starving artists if we were artists

But we won’t let ourselves become the art (no we’ll never sink that low)

Remember when we made jokes?

Now we’re too poor for laughter

No, fuck it, we’re too poor to be serious

So make me laugh again

We can’t afford my depression anymore

We can’t afford this depression anymore

Every minute someone else

Is having a better time than us babe

So just change key

Keep your mind on me

You’ve got a lot to live for

You’ve got a lot to go for

I’ve seen some things that I won’t forget

Ashtray carpets and starving pets

If it’s out of our hands then we’d better regret

We spent the rest on cigarettes

I don’t know how to make you happy